Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Matsuo BashoRead
How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep yearning for spiritual connection and beauty found in nature.
Matsuo Basho's quote reflects an intense desire to experience divine beauty and presence in the natural world, specifically among the dawn flowers. It suggests that nature can be a pathway to spiritual enlightenment and understanding, emphasizing the profound relationship between the beauty of the world around us and our search for meaning in a higher power.
In practice
During a meditation retreat, I shared this quote to encourage reflection on nature's beauty.
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Ballet in the air... Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
I am going to tell you what nature behaves like. If you will simply admit that maybe she does behave like this, you will find her a delightful, entrancing thing. Do not keep saying to yourself, if you can possibly avoid it, 'But how can it be like that?' ...Nobody knows how it can be like that.
The sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the terrestrial globe. Its breath is pure and healthy. It is an immense desert, where man is never lonely, for he feels life stirring on all sides.
My job, my mission, the reason I’ve been put onto this planet, is to save wildlife. And I thank you for comin’ with me. Yeah, let’s get 'em!
It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk on that long beach Everything was withdrawn as far as possible, indrawn: the tide far out, the ocean shrunken, seabirds in ones or twos. The rackety, icy, offshore wind numbed our faces on one side; disrupted the formation of a lone flight of Canada geese; and blew back the low, inaudible rollers in upright, steely mist.
Nature does not suffer her veil to be taken from her, and what she does not choose to reveal to the spirit, thou wilt not wrest from her by levers and screws.
With the coming of spring, I am calm again.
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